Looking at a heroic spirit swaying out of the room, Yan Feng Qirei's eyes were a little complicated. The appearance of this heroic spirit was a little beyond his expectations and it seemed difficult to control. Next, it is necessary to think about how to act.

The red holy skeleton cloth was blown by the wind, and on the top of a tall building, there was a hero in red clothes standing. It seemed to be peeping down the earth, but in fact, my mind had long been floating where it was.

"What... it's actually a cannon fodder-type assassin. And the master is actually the godfather of Mapo! It's not that there are no holy relics, magicians will usually summon heroes with similar personalities and emotional elements as their own..." Looking down at the night market with a tangled look on her face, Xianglin Sao complained constantly.

"But don't say that the reason is because of Mapo tofu..." He was defeated by the sudden thought in his mind, and he stroked his forehead weakly.

Forget it, I don’t think that there are any of these things. Now the most important thing is to hurry up and go shopping... Oh no, it’s the reconnaissance terrain.

The magic power surged, and the conceptual arming on my body instantly turned into a suit of jeans + white shirt, but I specially printed a big "家" on the chest of the shirt.

Perfect! Set out! Jump down in the wind very casually.

So, in this way, a handsome white-haired man with a finger pointed at him appeared on the commercial street of Tomki City...

As a hero, he has experienced countless battlefields with outstanding temperament. In addition, he is tall and has a good appearance, so he naturally gets attention. The most important thing is... wearing a white shirt that doesn't match his temperament at all, making people feel black...

As a otakus for life, I have never been watched like this. After experiencing such a situation, I feel very guilty. Good... That beauty, don't be flirting at me anymore. This frequency will make you think your eyes are hurt. Also, that little sister, don't smile at my brother anymore. In this way, I will not be able to eat you... Who, don't point your finger at my shirt anymore. If you like it, I won't give it to you!

Even though the inner activities in my heart were in a state of upside down, a man at least resisted not showing his expression, tried his best to ignore everything around him, and tried his best to make the purpose of shopping...

...It was just shopping... because at this moment, a man suddenly remembered a very important thing, that is, he didn't have a penny on him at all.

So although I was extremely unwilling to give up, I could only walk out of the prosperous commercial street in shame. Ahhhh! It’s hateful! I’ve been working for so long, but I have never received any money! What a dark and tragic profession of Yingling!

Before I knew it, I had already walked out of the brightly lit street and turned into a dark alley.

"Ah—" A shrill cry not far away was forcibly interrupted when it was just issued, but it was still captured with strong hearing.

Is it a hero? As he guessed like this, his body rushed towards the sound.

The limitation of the assassin rank has suppressed its ability, but its speed has not decreased. This is probably a benefit of assassin.

The girl lying on the ground was being picked up by a man with orange hair. This was exactly what I saw when I ran to the entrance of the alley.

The man still looks familiar. It must be a master. I have habitually classified people whom I look familiar but don’t know as plot characters.

"Hey, boy, are you planning to traffickers a good girl?" Under the other party's strange gaze, I walked out.

"Wow? Is there someone else who is meddling in other people's business?" An inexplicable smile appeared on the man with orange hair. "Hehe, it's so good, it's really interesting." As he spoke, he put down the girl in his hand and walked towards me.

"Wait a minute, Ryunosuke, this guy is a hero." A guy in a strange outer robe appeared and stopped him, "Let me do it."

"What? Aosuke, he is the same as you?" Ryunosuke's expression was perverted and excited.

"Hey... I'm different from you perverted murderers." I scratched my head in a pretentious manner, and instantly changed into conceptual arms. The red holy skeleton cloth floated instantly. "My ideal is to be the messenger of justice, and defeat you murderers..."

Gan Jiang Moye showed it in his hand, and the black and white blade reflected the cold light under the moonlight. The turbulent wind through the alleys blew the silver hair of the man in red. Even if the war was about to begin, he still looked calm and relaxed, and there was no sense of tension. Some of them only looked disdainful smile.

Sure enough... I still can't let these murderers continue. I can't change the habit of trying to control this kind of thing no matter what. Sooner or later, I will die of hard work.

"Murderer? How dare you evaluate my death aesthetic like this? How beautiful is the dynamic of this change of human death in fear!" The other party seemed angry: "Punishment must be given! If you insult me ​​like this..."

"What I said is great! Qingzhu! This is the art of death!" the perverted man on the side echoed.

"Oh? You're angry like this? Sorry, I really don't want to say more to you about your perverts." He still smiled calmly: "This world is so ugly because of you. Words like beauty and art are not in line with you at all."

"Ahhhh... It's really hateful. You must be killed!" The strange hero's face began to twist. He opened the book in his hand, quickly flipped through the pages, and said something unknown. Then ugly monsters with tentacles began to appear in the open space around him.

"So it's a caster... I'm really lucky. The Holy Grail War was able to eliminate a participant at the beginning."

Continue to use his mouth to mock the enemy quietly, while looking at the monsters that formed a vaguely encirclement with their indifferent eyes.

"Haha... Everyone can say big talk. Although you don't know your rank, it doesn't matter. The boring game will end soon."

As if at the command, the tentacles of the monsters dancing around were like floods, rushing towards the man in red.

Considering the characteristics of the service rank, the caster who is not good at melee battles and the assassin who hides in the dark but will hit it with one blow. This battle is more advantageous. However, this caster is a magician who can summon demons, while assassin is a very incompetent assassin.

But despite this, someone will not easily show weakness in weapon warfare.

The sharp two swords danced smoothly, and in conjunction with the exquisite and just steps, they flashed in the gaps of the tentacles and kept cutting off the attacking tentacles.

The calm steps and fierce attacks seemed very easy.

But as time passed, the man in red frowned.

I have killed no less than a dozen monsters, but the number has not decreased, but has increased. The surrounding monsters almost cover the entire street, and correspondingly, there are fewer and fewer places for dodging, and from time to time, I will be wiped by several tentacles.

This is not enough. It seems that we can't continue to get involved with these things anymore.

"Hmph hahaha... so sigh! But that's all."

"Yes, to me, that's all you have..." Assassin, who still seemed to be arrogant, shook his body, flashed through several attacks, and jumped into the air.

The heroic spirit with the rank of caster looked up and the figure stagnant in the air shone brightly under the lights of the city in the distance.

"I originally planned to keep it as a backup, but it seems that I can only use it first..." He looked down at the bottom, looking very sad.

What? The caster seemed a little surprised.

“iamtheboneofmysword”

The low magnetic sound rang in the vast night sky, not a magic self-suggestion.

A black longbow appeared in the hand, and then a dazzling arc flashed, and a strange-shaped arrow also emerged.

The body has jumped to the highest point, and with the most standard bow posture that has been tempered for thousands of times, he has pulled the bow and gathered his strength.

"Pseudo-Spiral Sword" - Shoot.

The treasure that was chanted with its real name flashed with dazzling light and shot out towards the caster with an unstoppable momentum.

Unable to avoid it! The caster who summoned monsters was finally moved, but instantly blocked all the summoned monsters in front of him.

Slightly curl the corners of your lips.

"Fantasy collapses"

The treasure emitted dazzling light at the moment of contact, as if it was about to emit the last power, and the huge explosion sounded like the final whine of the treasure.

However, only this guy can do this kind of consuming battle.

"Hahaha... Although the power is good, it is still impossible to defeat me like this..." The destructive power of the pseudo-spiral sword was offset by the numerous monsters. Under the protection of many summoned objects, the caster, who had avoided an attack, obviously smiled.

"I said, it's okay to be content, but I'll say this before evading this attack." A voice that had already begun to make the caster's heart palpitations suddenly rang beside him.

What! The magician made a very shocked voice.

What rushed out of the smoke and dust that was gradually dissipating was the red-clothed opponent holding the black and white double blades again.

At close range, the monsters were almost wiped out by the previous blow, and the farther ones had no energy to chase the figure in front of them. The caster had no extra time to summon more monsters at this time.

"Just return to the Temple of Heroes!"

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Chapter completed!